Flowers Quotes
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Michael patted him on the shoulder. “I like this plan,” he said. “You and Eve, picking up cake and flowers, and you can’t even say a word. Should be tons of fun.” Shane almost choked, and gave Michael a sideways glare. Michael sent him a hundred-watt smile in return—no fangs, which was probably for the best.
Rachel Caine
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God made a beauteous garden With lovely flowers strown, But one straight, narrow pathway That was not overgrown. And to this beauteous garden He brought mankind to live, And said "To you, my children, These lovely flowers I give. Prune ye my vines and fig trees, With care my flowers tend, But keep the pathway open Your home is at the end." God's Garden
Robert Frost
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You are as welcome as the flowers in May.
Charles Macklin
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On the first of May, with my comrades of the catechism class, I laid lilac, chamomile and rose before the altar of the Virgin, and returned full of pride to show my blessed posy. My mother laughed her irreverent laugh and, looking at my bunch of flowers, which was bringing the may-bug into the sitting-room right under the lamp, she said: Do you suppose it wasn't already blessed before?
Sidonie Gabrielle Colette
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I think it's a good thing to have a lot of voices in the media, and I think, you know, let all flowers bloom.
Cokie Roberts
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The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.
Scott Westerfeld
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Butterflies...flowers that fly and all but sing.
Robert Frost
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Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
Henry Ward Beecher
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As flowers carry dewdrops, trembling on the edges of the petals, and ready to fall at the first waft of wind or brush of bird, so the heart should carry its beaded words of thanksgiving; and at the first breath of heavenly flavor, let down the shower, perfumed with the heart's gratitude.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
Robert Frost
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The breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air than in the hand.
Francis Bacon
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
Matsuo Basho